BABY SECRET

BABY SECRET
Chapter 22: Reza's Request


Sofia glared sharply, her usual white, clean face instantly blushing. Even the veins on his forehead were popping so furious. His breath was blowing violently.


Reza beat violently, hurriedly moved and blocked Sofia's arms. The woman immediately brushed him off violently.


“We're out for a while, there's Nino. Please, have a minute, Sofia,” whispered Reza because she did not want them to fight in front of Nino. Holding Sofia's two clenched hands.


Sofia immediately sauntered out, folding both of her arms around her chest. Highlights of anger still radiating from her beautiful bead. Until Reza came out while closing the door, after saying goodbye to Nino.


“What do you want, huh? What's your goal for DNA testing?” geram Sofia hit Reza's chest with one hand. “OK, thank you for your blood flowing in Nino's body. Count it! How much I have to pay. If my savings are not enough take all my house and car to pay for it! But don't even touch my son!”


Sofia emphasized every sentence. He feels a bad feeling after hearing Reza's conversation with his mother.


Reza cupped the two shoulders of the woman, looking at her softly, her heart ached at the lightening netra Sofia, “Listen to me, Sofia. I trust 100% Nino my son. I believe in you. But, I have to do this to silence mama. I don't want you to keep insulting me and Nino. Sorry for doing it without permission.”


“Then after knowing your flesh blood Nino what do you want? What do you want mama? Wanna take it from me? Want to pick it up, huh?” sofia shouted pushing Reza's chest with both hands.


His anger was stirring, he was offended as well as afraid. The crying that was being held began to break. Sofia pressed her chest that felt tight.


Reza was claustrophobic in seeing her, no matter what, instantly pulled Sofia into her arms. No matter the woman rebelled, even Sofia's two small arms kept lashing out at Reza's chest.


“Never take Nino, Mas! I just have him. The only one who can make me strong until now is just Nino!” sofia screams in tears.


Reza's throat was choked, her heart was sliced to see Sofia crying hysterically like that. He further tightened his arms, leaning Sofia's head against the chest of his field.


“No one will take Nino from you, dear. Believe this. I'll put up a body for you and Nino. Relax,” whispered Reza rubbing Sofia's back vibrating violently.


Sofia's crying never subsided, she was afraid of losing Nino. The only treasure that was most precious and could make it live until now. His punch still occasionally landed on Reza's chest, but the man was silent. Letting his body be used for impingement.


Reza stuck out her arms, tidying up Sofia's pasmina hijab. A smile broke from her lips, raising Sofia's chin until they looked at each other fixedly.


“Can we fix everything?” asked Reza in a soft voice.


Long enough their neutrals intertwined, until Sofia looked away first and turned her back to Reza.


“Sorry, my decision has been made, Mas,” said Sofia wiping her wet cheeks.


Sofia rushed back in, as she touched the doorknob, Reza held her back. Grasping Sofia's arm and pulling her until the beautiful woman was back in her arms.


“You want to come back just because I've changed ‘ right? If only I was like before, let alone come closer, just meet would not want to!” lirih Sofia's.


“Not at all, Sofia. I really want to be with you back. Not because of your appearance, not because of your success now. But because I love you. I've only realized since you left me, Sofia. My life is ruined and unguided,” Reza said.


“Mouth could be lying. But the human heart who knows?!” the woman broke free from Reza's arms.


“I'll prove, if I really did change.”


“Serah!” Tired, Sofia finally came back in and wanted to see Nino.


Reza exhaled heavily unraveling his patience. Staring at Sofia's missing back behind the door. He realized, this was still nothing compared to Sofia's pain all this time.


"If you don't want to be forced!" said Tama who suddenly appeared behind Reza. To make the man turn around throwing a hostile look.


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